Common - Thelonius Lyrics

Ha, yeah, yeahUhh, yeah, yeah, play at your own riskAct like you know bi*** I'm on some grown sh**Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own riskAct like you know bi*** I'm on some grown sh**It's the thelonious, super microphonistYou know us, this rap sh** we 'bout to own itYou know it, these minimes try to clone usI got a bonus for the bi*** that run up on usI got a bonus for your bi*** that run up on usIt's the thelonious, super microphonist

Uhh, no time to sleep cuz if you sleep you don't eatGotta hold heat, just to make ends meetNiggas livin on the street while other niggas feastAight wit you it ain't aight wit meRight, gotta make money all my lifeGotta stay f***in bi***es many typesYeah you know what I'm talkin 'boutYup, stay turnin these bi***es outd*** em down also d*** em outThrow somethin down whenever my d***'s outThey know me so they restructure and rerouteThey know me from washington to down southAll the way to london to my nigga common houseRight, it's like a game we never play out, out, out, out...

Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the f*** outWord up, just be about what you about doggKnowhatimsayin, just play at your own riskAct like you know bi*** I'm on some grown sh**It's the thelonious, super microphonistYou know us, this rap sh** we 'bout to own itYou know it, cuz you can feel it in your throatSay it

I'm 'bout to let my mind float(com, say it)Get your third eye pokedf*** game, I assemble dope...Ness, a nigga that's fresh as the 'fessStudied this rap sh**, no need to mic testYou can feel it in your chestYour b i, feel it in her breastsPlus you, rhyme like a nigga wit his nipples piercedWe lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas hear usDreamin when I wrote this, box me if I go too wildStill doin this sh** like dude in wild styleInvitin wack niggas to dinnerI trick daddy emcees and I don't know, nann niggaWho can take it where I take itYou better go into God like mase didLeavin crowds complacentI move em above clouds whether on some ? surface the earth? sh**Or thug style you can feel it in your bodyYeah y'all you can feel it in your body

Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit your bodyYou don't want no one to find your ass a hobbyCarbon copy, niggas tryin to clone usYou know us, thelonious, super microphoneYou know this, rap sh** we 'bout to own it dun, for real

Ay, it's like a ritualYou been invited let the ? ? stimulate the placeWith the grace, nevertheless, I stressLet the music put a smile on your faceAs for the ritual, when it comes to spiritual excellenceYou know I always leave you with the tasteI know you like it hard to the coreThat's what you ask for ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hurtin like a ? ? in that ass, like a ritualConversation with the most high makes me wanna cryI wonder why, you wanna get to paradiseBut that itty bitty part of you don't wanna dieSo pay attention to my word, cuz it's the truthMeditation ease the mind, and brings the youthIt's like a verse you could never read out of a bookDarken the line and your mind like a fish hookWord is birth, yo I do it till the break of dayPay attention to your art, never go astrayWord is bond

Yo we do it and we don't quitSucka nigga you don't want it, it's theloniousOwnin this rap sh**, super microphonist, and we known to spitI spit fire like esther on sanford and son didI'm raw dude, more juice than sunkissYou want this, so mj kept sayin the rhyme flawlesssh** fly like mj in his prime, off the wall wit minesI'm grabbin my balls when I rhyme, nine nines bustin plusBall all the time, now stay on your mind like great sexYou ain't on my mind I'm thinkin 'bout paychecksNiggas large like an adex avirex jacketYo the gods they bust like latex sex packetsEmcees they don't rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'allThey dyin' to ball, the rhyme we do all the timeWe do all the fine bi***es they fall in linesMe and my mans is somethin like the source sportsWe gettin money a long time and y'all shortMy niggas bounce and full rise and y'alls fallYou funny doo, cuz really you think you can do meWhen you roll a 500 that's really a 320Should of let somebody else hook itNumbers look crooked like king kong shook itI'm from where niggas bang gats when they celebrateThat's how they play, don't let it be a holidayThelonious niggas, if you testin us we get you laid backShow you the definition of a pay back